Elliott Bowe The Drunken Poet Poet Free verse

A Poet Destroyed

I burn in a fiery blaze of disappointment for a poor judge to see .
Swallowed by hungry tears. Shallow tears eat my cheek.
 The salty substance, similar to the oceans of life. 
Washed away and swept off my feet. 
I am a tiny speckle left of a winning dream. 
Destroyed by a poets losing dream .
 A poet destroyer. 
The ocean of life washing away my short winded words, 
along with my poorly judged tears in this oceans lair.
Knoked by a rock, out of my rhyming socks.A poet destroyed.

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Poet Destroyer A April 14, 2012 at 10:33 PM This is very interesting.... i think some poets are on self destruck all the time.. That is why i keep my head low... don't want to get hit by a rrock... this is a very fine entry for the fire contest... Maybe it is not for a contest... have a good night...always..pd Elliott Bowe The Drunken Poet April 14, 2012 at 10:51 PM thank you...maybe i should enter it.any how have a good night.

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders April 14, 2012 at 1:05 AM I am enjoying your poetry so much since you have joined PS. Continue and you will go far in your writing endeavors. I'm sure you do not write of personal experience here? Although, I'm sure everyone feels this way at one point. I know I have...cant wait to read more from you. Blessings, Rhonda

Len Gasun April 14, 2012 at 12:30 AM You are a great poet. Keep up the good work, Elliot.

Hgarvey Daniel Esquire April 13, 2012 at 11:52 PM Dear Elliott, No No No You are not destoyed if anything YOU have Grown. I am 61 years old and have had two strokes but POETRY keeps me Alive As YOURS will Superb Write It may be a couple of Days before I speak with YOU again I know I will My deepest Welcome to POETRYSOUP. LOVE ALWAYS and FOREVER, YOUR Eternal Liege...HG Elliott Bowe The Drunken Poet April 14, 2012 at 12:00 AM thank you.inspired much by your words.